A renewed purpose

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Hello, there, guys!!

I have been busy really focusing on my poetry project lately so I have not made time and space for my blog as much lately. I have been doing wonderfully lately, though! I feel so good about my life, where my writing is heading, and I just feel good about life in general. I feel like I have a renewed purpose in life where I am just adjusting to appreciating things on a whole new level. There are only 2 more months left in this year, but I feel like this has been one of spectacular growth for me, even more so than last year. I do not know how to describe it other than saying it has a completely different vibe.

I am a spiritual person, and I really feel like God has been driving and guiding my life in the right direction. I really wish I could teach people my ways, but I know that this is something that cannot be taught. You just have to grab it by the horns and fully appreciate it for what it is. I love watching other people's life unravel just like mine has done. Nothing brings me greater joy. It is my hope that my life continues to flourish and the happiness is a more permanent fixture. :) For right now, though, I am just going to keep enjoying it and soaking it up!


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